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Listen to Nobody Speak - Single by DJ Shadow & Run The Jewels
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Shadow
DJ Shadow
Sampler
Tim Burns
Tim Burns
Trombone
Jake Telford
Jake Telford
Tenor Saxophone
Graham Pike
Graham Pike
Trumpet
EL-P
EL-P
Vocals
Killer Mike
Killer Mike
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Render
Michael Render
Songwriter
Jamie Meline
Jamie Meline
Songwriter
Josh Davis
Josh Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Shadow
DJ Shadow
Producer
Run The Jewels
Run The Jewels
Producer
Mikael Eldridge
Mikael Eldridge
Mixing Engineer
Tim Burns
Tim Burns
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Picture this I'm a bag of dicks Put me to your lips I am sick I will punch a baby bear in his shit Give me lip I'ma send you to the yard, get a stick, make a switch I can end a conversation real quick I am crack I ain't lying kick a lion in his crack I'm the shit, I will fall off in your crib, take a shit Pinch your momma on the booty, kick your dog, fuck your bitch Fat boy dressed up like he's Santa and took pictures with your kids We the best We will cut a frowny face in your chest, little wench I'm unmentionably fresh, I'm a mensch, get correct I will walk into a court while erect, screaming "Yes! I am guilty motherfuckers, I am death." Aye, you wanna hear a good joke? Nobody speak, nobody get choked Get running Start pumping your bunions, I'm coming I'm the dumbest, who flamethrow your function to Funyuns Flame your crew quicker than Trump fucks his youngest Now face the flame fuckers your fame and fate's done with I rob Charlie Brown, Peppermint Patty, Linus and Lucy Put coke in the doobie roll woolies to smoke with Snoopy I still remain that dick grabbing slacker that spit a loogie 'Cause the tolda of the toolie'll murder you friggin' Moolies Fuck outta here, yeah Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey! Nobody speak Nobody speak Only facts I will shoot a Baby duck if it quacks, with a Ruger Top billin', come cops and villainous shots is blocked, shipped out, And bought, and you're feeling it El-P killing it, Killer Mike killing shit What more can I say? We top dealing it Valiant without villiany Viciously file victory Burn towns and villages Burning looting and pillaging Murderers try to hurt us We curse them and all their children I just want the bread and bologna bundles to tuck away I don't work for free, I am barely giving a fuck away So tell baby Johnny and Mommy to get the fuck away Ayo, here's a gun son now run get it to gutterway Live to shoot another day Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey! Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey! Nobody speak Nobody speak Nobody speak, nobody get choked
Writer(s): Joshua Davis, Jaime Meline, Michael Render Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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